Lu Baozhu was displeased when she heard Duke Lu's words. "How can Shen Jialin be considered a good husband? He's a few years younger than me, about the same age as Lu Yun. If I'm going to find a husband, I'd better find one who's older than me and more considerate to me."
Princess Pingrou said, "Marriage is a matter of great importance and is decided by your parents. Do you think you can be so picky? Aren't you afraid of shame?"
Lu Baozhu snorted and said, "I won't marry Shen Jialin. If Daddy likes me, Daddy can marry me on his own!"
Qi Yuning chuckled.
Duke Lu had long known that he had little intimidation power in front of his daughter and younger son, so he gave orders to Lu Ze.
"Ze'er, don't be too busy with official business. Try to persuade your sister. Women are ultimately inferior to men. If your sister marries before her elder sister, you will definitely be laughed at. Shen Jialin's family background, character, and talent are all top-notch. It would be a good thing for Baozhu to marry him."
Lu Baozhu said: "It's a big deal in life. It's useless for you to ask my brother to discipline me. I don't like Shen Jialin, and I just won't marry him."
Lingling walked up to Lu Baozhu, hugged her and said, "Lingling likes auntie, you can marry Lingling."
"Lingling will marry my aunt when she grows up."
Zhong You said from the side: "You are a little girl, you can't marry your aunt."
Lingling said, "Then Lingling will be the young master and marry my aunt."
Lu Baozhu chuckled and said, "Lingling is still the best."
At dinner, the men drank, and the women left early.
Qi Yuning saw Lu Baozhu throwing stones by the lake in the palace and walked over to her and asked, "Why do you hate Shen Jialin so much?"
Lu Baozhu said, "He's too unruly and conceited. He relies on his knowledge to show off. My brother's knowledge is not inferior to his, but I don't see him showing off like him."
Qi Yuning said, "However, I think he will come to you to propose marriage soon. If you don't like him, you should go and tell him clearly as soon as possible."
Lu Baozhu said, "I ignored him. If he had any self-awareness, he wouldn't have come to propose marriage."
Qi Yuning thought about what Lingling said, Lu Baozhu was still unmarried in the Xinwei year, so it seemed that Shen Jialin was not her ideal match.
Lu Baozhu looked at Qi Yuning and said, "I didn't expect that we could still talk here calmly."
Qi Yuning said, "It was just a minor quarrel between us. It was all thanks to you being used by Qin Yuli. Now that Qin Yuli has been beheaded, naturally you and I can calm down. The reason I argued with you in the past was simply because I didn't want Qin Yuli to be proud."
Lu Baozhu looked at Qi Yuning and said, "Actually, I have someone I like."
Qi Yuning looked at Lu Baozhu in surprise, "Who?"
Lu Baozhu said, "Mr. Qingqi."
"Hmm?" Qi Yuning had never seen this person before. "Who is he?"
Lu Baozhu said: "He writes storybooks. My favorite ones are the ones he wrote about his travels in the martial arts world, where he enjoys settling scores and taking revenge.
Unlike other storybooks where the daughters of princesses and prime ministers fall in love with poor scholars, the women he writes about are free from the constraints of the imperial court and can roam freely in the martial arts world. I don't like him at all, but his books have been banned by the court, so I can't find out who he is.
Qi Yuning: "...Maybe you only like the book he wrote, but not him as a person."
Lu Baozhu said, "I like him. I have been corresponding with him for a long time. I have kept every letter of his. I also wrote to him when I left the capital, and I wrote to him again after I came back, but I haven't received any letters from him since..."
Qi Yuning never thought that Lu Baozhu had such a secret in her heart.
Lu Baozhu also realized that she had said too much and said, "Don't tell my brother!"
Qi Yuning smiled faintly and said, "Yeah."
Lu Baozhu said, "You swear."
Qi Yuning held up two fingers and said, "I swear."
…
In a large mansion in the south of Shengjing City.
The head wife of the Shen family, holding a string of Buddhist beads, said to Shen Jialin, "Are you really going to marry Lu Baozhu?"
Shen Jialin nodded and said, "Mom, I just like Lu Baozhu."
The head lady of the Shen family said, "Lu Baozhu's family background is a little inferior, but it is also a newly emerged family. It can't compare to the Shen family's long history, but it is just barely acceptable. If you want to enter the court, marrying her will be beneficial."
Shen Jialin smiled faintly and said, "I have already received the promise from Prince Consort Lu. You can pick an auspicious day to propose marriage."
After Shen Jialin returned to his room, the servant brought a few letters to him and said, "Young Master, you have been away from Lingzhou for many days, and Miss Qian has sent you a lot of letters."
Shen Jialin opened the letter from Miss Qian and saw the crooked words that looked like insects crawling on them. Shen Jialin felt that it was an insult to his eyes.
Shen Jialin started writing storybooks at the age of fifteen. Writing storybooks was the most looked down upon by contemporary scholars, so Shen Jialin wrote storybooks for Qingqi anonymously.
When he was still unknown, he once thought that no one read his novels.
Unexpectedly, a woman far away in Shengjing City sent a letter to the bookstore, praising his good writing. She was worried that he was short of money and gave him 1,000 taels of silver and a jade pendant.
It was because of the encouragement of Miss Qian that Shen Jialin never gave up. Now Mr. Qingqi is considered to be the most famous storytelling writer in the black market, and his books are hard to come by.
Miss Qian's handwriting was as bad as ever. Shen Jialin opened a letter, which was written before the Dragon Boat Festival. Miss Qian said that something happened in her grandfather's family and she had to leave Shengjing City for some time.
Then came a letter in September, saying that she had returned to Shengjing City.
Shengjing...
Shen Jialin then had the idea of meeting Miss Qian, with whom he had been corresponding for two years.
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